Columnists

Keeping up with the chickens on the Delmarva Peninsula.

Today is Pi Day, reminding me that I know nothing of mathematics.

The Star building, completed around 1901, is a relative toddler among others on East Hampton’s Main Street.

In praise of John Avlon’s bid for Congress.

“We deserve the second-best and the second-best is now!”

What happens when a furnace goes blooey.

In last week’s episode of “Capote vs. the Swans,” our man in letters clawed back some dignity. And a fan ponders the arc of his career.

Leafing through some of The Star’s bound volumes, I was chagrined to find my early-1970s columns were unvaryingly issue-oriented.

The South Fork has more trails than you could shake a stick at, and now is the time to go.

Parenthood is a pendulum. Whatever direction our parents swung in the habits and policies of our own raising, we swing that pendulum far back over to the other side.

Clarity through fasting.

The real Herrick Park is for sports.

Someone pointed out to me that a mahogany floor in a beach house did not really “go.”

This is the first time I’ve been alone in this house for more than 24 hours, ever. I wander the rooms and check my pockets.

A return to a vastly changed Commonwealth Avenue and Boston University — and its famous racing facility.

A vacation in “Centereach with palm trees.”

What out-dumbs TikTok?

Coffee and tea are the hot beverages of contemplation.

After the blood drive.

A nationwide “protest for euphoria.”

Used to be that there had to be a persistent northeast blow for the water to pile up. Not anymore.

“Our dying world” is what one podcast host says whenever he has to refer to the planet Earth or where we spend our waking hours.

A conservative school up the Island goes all-in on classical education. Attention must be paid.

Remembering the greatest play in National Football League history.

Reflections on the deaths of four young people on their way home from worship in 1716.

This week, I went back to Facebook to be reminded of the humorous things my children said when they were little.

Across Long Island Sound in the Nutmeg State, a legislator has been trying to get ranked-choice voting to stick since 2017.

As one Trump acolyte in Iowa said, “It’s good not to be liked — being strong is better.”

After a few days when the ponds were frozen enough to skate on, we might as well start looking forward to the boating season.

Our family has an overdeveloped muscle for nostalgia, and the kitchen is the epicenter where we exercise it.